You finally arrive at the next town.

But at your arrival, the local sheriff, a futa as the massive bulge below her belt indicates, immediatly arrests you.

Turns out the girl who stole your car went to the sheriff when she arrived in town and lied to her about you being a criminal of some sort.

As you are not from around and the girl is, the sheriff believed her and in her eyes, you are guilty. Also, because it’s a rural town, there are no courtrooms with judges and lawyers. Here, the sheriff makes the law and she has something in mind for you, filthy criminal.